RNP Page 24
Page 24
"I see."
Ryosuke nodded with a smile.
In the original work, Giyuu is a natural airhead with extremely low emotional intelligence.
Of course, only such a calm and composed personality can allow one to master the art of breathing water to its fullest extent.
Ryosuke looked at Giyuu, thought for a moment, and then explained.
"You mean to say that I'm amazing for killing so many ghosts and still being alive, right?"
Yi Yong's eyes suddenly lit up.
He can understand what I'm saying!
I wasn't disliked!
Little stars appeared around Yi Yong, and he nodded vigorously.
"Hahaha, Mr. Ryosuke, you're so funny!"
Even the rabbit found it strange.
Besides him, there were actually other people who could understand what Giyu was trying to express.
Immediately, Sabito looked at Ryosuke's Nichirin Blade at his waist, his eyes burning with desire.
"Mr. Yasui! We are both disciples of the same master and fellow travelers on the path of demon slaying! It's a rare opportunity to meet you, so please allow us to spar! I would like to personally experience the Thunderclap Sword Technique that can wipe out Fujikasane Mountain!"
His invitation was direct and frank, carrying the unique vigor and eagerness of a young man.
Akira Moriyama frowned: "What kind of guest invites someone to fight as soon as they arrive?"
Ryosuke didn't mind throwing his Nichirin Blade to him and picked up the wooden sword beside him.
"Let's stop here."
Sabito's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he instantly assumed the starting stance of Water Breathing.
His aura was calm and deep, and the surrounding mist seemed to be drawn towards him.
"Be careful!"
With a low shout, Qian Tu shot out like an arrow!
Breath of Water - Second Form - Waterwheel!
The wooden sword was sharp and cold, sweeping across the air in a sharp arc, like a giant wheel spinning at high speed!
Ryosuke's eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, he advanced!
Breath of Thunder·Shape of One·Thunderbolt Flash!
Ryosuke transformed into a streak of light, precisely striking Sabito's wrist as he held the sword!
The rabbit was startled and flipped its wrist, changing its sweeping motion into a parry.
The wooden swords clashed, producing a dull, loud sound!
A tingling sensation traveled up the wooden sword, and Sabito used the momentum to spin around, his sword move suddenly changing!
Water Breathing - Third Form - Flowing Dance!
His figure was elusive, like a fish swimming in a stream, and several illusory and indistinguishable knife shadows stabbed at Ryosuke from different angles!
Lightning flashed beneath Ryosuke's feet as he moved with lightning speed, dodging the attacks one by one.
Thunder Breathing - Third Form: Gathering Mosquitoes into Thunder!
The violent thunderous strike was exceptionally fierce, precisely cutting off the attack of the swift rabbit!
The two figures clashed at high speed, their azure and lightning constantly colliding and annihilating each other.
The breath of water is continuous and ever-changing.
The Breath of Lightning unleashes an instant kill; it's simple and direct.
The two intertwine and tear apart, creating a stark contrast.
The more the rabbit fought, the more excited it became.
He is currently weaker and can sense that his opponent is not using their full strength.
However, the pressure brought by this speed and precision is more direct than when facing Urokodaki Sakonji!
He took a step back, and the surrounding water vapor gathered wildly!
Water Breathing - Eighth Form - Water Teapot!
Countless water vapors poured down like a waterfall!
At that moment, a silent figure moved in an instant!
Yi Yong remained silent, his gaze terrifyingly focused.
Water Breathing - Land Form - Twisting Vortex!
His blade pierced Ryosuke's fleeting gap at an extremely tricky angle!
"Hey! Giyuu! What happened to the one-on-one fight we agreed on?!"
"Saburo shouted in exasperation, but it was too late to back down now."
The two attacks created a strange pincer movement.
Ryosuke's gaze sharpened, and the wooden sword in his hand suddenly transformed, unleashing a thunderous roar!
Breath of Thunder·Two Types·Rice Soul!
Five blinding white lights erupted instantly!
Boom boom boom boom——
A deafening explosion rang out, instantly tearing apart the two's attack.
Both Sakoto and Yoshiyuki took several steps back before regaining their balance, their arms numb.
Ryosuke, carrying a wooden sword, raised an eyebrow at the two of them.
"Cough...cough!"
Sabito coughed twice, expressing his sincere admiration: "You're amazing, Mr. Yasui!"
Yi Yong immediately nodded.
He only acted out of necessity.
The outcome of this competition was actually predetermined from the very beginning.
If no one were to share the sword strike with Sabito, Ryosuke's attack could very well have injured him!
Ryosuke understood, but didn't care. He silently sheathed his sword and chuckled.
"It's nothing, I just started learning earlier than you guys."
Although he said that, Ryosuke was still apprehensive.
Genius is genius!
In any world, talent always takes the top priority.
Sabito and Giyuu's training time and intensity are far inferior to his own.
But their strength and potential are beyond doubt.
Even with the system, Ryosuke would still be no match for the two under the same training time and intensity.
At that moment, a short girl walked over from a distance.
She had short, jet-black hair, a bright and lovely smile, blue eyes with white pupils, and her clothes were as vibrant as flowers.
The girl jogged forward, her tone reproachful.
"Sabito and Sabito! Who did you two bully this time?"
锖兔: o_0?
Volunteer: ヾ(￣□￣;)ノ
Rubbing his numb wrist, Qiantu immediately looked aggrieved upon hearing this.
"Makomo, don't talk nonsense! It's clearly Ryosuke who's bullying us!"
"You still say that I saw everything!"
Makomo blinked, pouted, and mercilessly exposed her: "Neither you nor Giyuu could beat them!"
"Hey! Makomo! Whose junior sister are you anyway?!"
Sabito's handsome face flushed slightly as he choked on his words: "You're siding with outsiders! It's disheartening!"
Yi Yong, who had been silent all along, frowned slightly, as if he was seriously considering a very serious question.
He glanced at Sabito, who looked aggrieved, then at Makomo, and finally fixed his gaze on Ryosuke, who was smirking, before speaking with utmost seriousness.
"Yeah, you could have hurt me, but you missed."
The air froze for a moment.
Ryosuke was the first to lose his composure, quickly clenching his fist and pressing it to his mouth, his shoulders trembling suspiciously.
He certainly understood what Yiyong meant.
This guy is bragging about how great he is, but when he relays it, it always leads to misunderstandings.
Akira Moriyama followed closely behind, clutching his stomach.
Makomo stood on tiptoe and punched his arm without any hesitation.
"Idiot! Can't you think before you speak next time? It's easy for people to misunderstand!"
He lowered his head, deep in thought.
A few seconds later, he opened his mouth, his face still bearing that calm and naturally dazed expression, and added in a tone even more certain than before.
"Ryosuke's sword move just now was so unexpected that even I couldn't see through it. He's lucky."